Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He carries a battered sword and tarnished scimitar as well. His hair is silver and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Banker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears a green collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is braided into rings. His amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with his Shepherd father left him crippled. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Passionate, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A freak accident while working with his Crown-heir mother left him crippled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Laucian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born in the east to a Herbalist, Eiravel learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Herbalist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Naal was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Naal's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: Tourmaline (60 gp). Moonstone (70 gp). Sard (70 gp). Iolite (70 gp).